I shadowed ED residents and was fine when observing patients w/ GSW or serious injuries. I've had blood drawn from me before and was fine. Don't have a needle / blood issue.
Then I went to my vet and saw him draw blood from my cat. I walked out of the room and dropped to the floor.
Go figure
I almost passed out one time in the OR, but it wasn't from the smell or the heat or the blood. It was from seeing skin get stretched in ways it shouldn't be, and I just kept picturing it happening to me, and all I remember saying is, "I'm gonna go sit in the corner" in a mumbling sort of way. Luckily somebody through a chair under me just in time and I was able to avoid passing out completely and feeling even more embarrassed.
And...
I know this particular post is a few years old, but this reminds me of my best fainting story EVAR
Anyways...
I was getting blood drawn for allergy testing or that pneumonia vaccine or something like that. I am in pretty good shape and have good veins so it wasn't an issue in the upcoming story. However, I was not looking at my arm while the nurse was taking blood because I am a little squeamish when the needles are going into me.
So anyways, its going fine, then all of the sudden, I believe the needle started to slip out, so the nurse tries to push it back in...bad f'n idea.
I have never felt such a sharp horrifying pain. I nearly kicked her in the ovaries. Anyways, she finishes up quickly and says, "Wait a second, don't look down, let me clean up first."
Which of course is code word to me for "You should probably look down and see how badly she mutilated your arm."
Pool of blood on the exam table that makes it look like I've been shot.
I lay down for 5-10 minutes, then walk about 20 feet down the hall to this little space in the wall with a couple chairs. The last thing I remember is feeling lightheaded, seeing those stars, and then reaching for the chair....
I wake up, lying on the ground in the middle of the hallway, sweating and freezing cold, with about 20 heads leaning out of doors like gophers all the way down the hall trying to see what all the noise was about, and a couple nurses/physicians hovering over me.
Apparently... I fell all the way back across the hallway, smoked my head on the metal doorframe (putting a big dent in it) of a physician's office (who was in it at the time), and knocking all his diploma/degree/framed things down onto the floor.
I have no idea how I didn't get a concussion, and they all thought I broke my neck and I had to get put on a backboard/x-rays, the whole shebang.
Oh ya...AND I WOULDN'T FIT HORIZONTALLY IN THE ELEVATOR ON THEIR BACKBOARD... Meaning I was pretty much standing up in the elevator with this thing attached to me.
I must have looked like the biggest melvin on the planet to the people trying to get on the elevator at each floor as the doors opened.
Ya...bad day...It still makes me cringe just thinking about her pushing that needle back into my vein.
I have no idea why I felt the need to embarrass myself with that story but I guess I needed some comic relief while studying hard for my DAT...